Everyone tells or reads bedtime stories to their grandchildren. And I read and told as long as there was something to tell and read. Everything was read and retold several times. And my granddaughter wanted something new. Yes, and I got tired of repeating the same thing from evening to evening. So it occurred to me to write a fairy tale myself. What happened is what happened. When my granddaughter doesn’t like it, she just says: “Tell me something else.” Everyone has the right to read to the end or stop reading at the most uninteresting point. Curious, will you finish reading?